Deeds in Days of Old by janeways

Chapter 7: Amras // Minority Cultures

They are hated, when they arrive. Maybe rightfully so, Amras thinks. At night, flames burn behind his eyes, and all he wants is to go home. He leaves one morning by the cold light of dawn, his brother at his side.

Amras had heard tell of a wild folk, people of the dark who had rejected the Valar’s call and were doomed to wander, forever in shadow. One of them cautiously approaches camp one night. They do not seem wild to Amras, and he thinks of his own doom. Motioning to the campfire, he beckons them to sit with him.